Psalm: O tarry thou the Lord's leisure, &c

I Would attend Thy leisure,
Nor name a time for Thee,
Assured that Thy good pleasure
Shall make me truly free:
But give me strength to bear
Whate'er Thy love ordains;
And wrestle on in prayer,
While pride and self remains.

Arm'd with Thy patient Spirit
I stand the fiery hour;
Take up my cross, and bear it.
Through Thy supporting power;
Mighty in supplication.
In faith, and in the word,
To see that great salvation
I wait upon the Lord.

After I have attended,
And suffer'd out Thy will,
After my work is ended,
I shall Thy promise feel:
Into my heart returning
With all Thy purity,
To end my sin and mourning.
Thyself wilt comfort me.

Thou in the time appointed
Wilt settled peace bestow;
And by Thy grace anointed.
Thy hallowing will I know.
The thing my soul requires
I in Thy presence prove.
And all my vast desires
Fulfill'd Ijy perfect love.

Up to my Saviour given,
I live for God alone;
My steady course and even
With glorious freedom run;
Nor life, nor death can sever,
When I my all resign,
And trust in Thee for ever,
And live for ever Thine.